With Sophomore Minds

we joked.  We joked to malign
and spoke

our teenage mind with lies
we choked on

like cigarettes.  We  poked
round eyes

at Mary’s full size tits,
stroked barely  

last night by Roy who twined
his Mary lies
                                      
to us for one more butt
and a dollar.

To hell with Roy.  It’s time
to split

for wet dreams from Playboy
with lips

on centerfolds and cigarettes
we hid,

for nothing died in our mind
like virtue,

And we were dying to be rid of it.